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Poem by John Newton


More With Us Than with Them


Alas! Elisha's servant cried,
When he the Syrian army spied,
But he was soon released from care,
In answer to the prophet's prayer.

Straitway he saw, with other eyes,
A greater army from the skies;
A fiery guard around the hill,
Thus are the saints preserved still.

When Satan and his host appear,
Like him of old, I faint and fear;
Like him, by faith, with joy I see,
A greater host engaged for me.

The saints espouse my cause by prayer,
The angels make my soul their care;
Mine is the promise sealed with blood,
And Jesus lives to make it good. 



John Newton


John Newton's other poems:
  1. Joy and Peace in Believing
  2. David's Fall
  3. That Rock Was Christ
  4. They Shall Be Mine, Saith the Lord
  5. Manna Hoarded


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